I'm really mad at myself for forgetting to take my camera everywhere I go. We went to the BYU-Wyoming basketball game a couple of weeks ago. Forgot my camera. Josey's basketball team's been doing some great stuff. Forgot my camera. I took the boys on a fun outing with their cousins yesterday - bowling and McDonald's. Forgot my camera. So just use your imagination for now.
I'm really just making this entry to get some blogging done. Today is my day to get everything else done (laundry, clean the house, organize, etc.), so why not blogging too?
As soon as I'm done with this stuff, I'm going to try to think of something great to make up for not getting Josey anything for Valentine's Day. I made the mistake of just kind of putting it off until the last minute, and then...one of the greatest husbands in the world (seriously) didn't get diddly squat, except for some tomatoes in the shape of a heart on the pizza I made him (that he sliced and ate before even recognizing the heart). I didn't think he really cared that much until last night when the subject came up. Oops. He's a sentimental kind of guy, and would probably appreciate nothing more than a heartfelt letter or card from me, and I didn't even do it. I started to. I started writing him a letter, but it sounded all wrong so I threw it away. So today I'm going to try really hard to think of something special to make it up to him. Just for the record, I made his Valentine's Day really easy. I wanted to go for a long run outside, and have some M&M's, and if I was really lucky (or loved), a massage. He came through with all I wanted. Really, it was just a great day. The Kemmerer girls beat the #1 team in the state, so he was in a good mood. Then we just got to relax and watch the BYU basketball game on TV. Then he got to go chaperone the high school dance (okay, so that part wasn't so great, but he wouldn't take my advice to tell one of the single teachers to do it.) It was a day that I felt a lot of love for my hubby; I just didn't do a good job of letting him know it.
Okay...I've got something for those of you wanting a picture. While I was writing the previous paragraphs, my sweet son Jarrett flooded the bathroom by filling the sink to overflowing and clogging it with a towel. Lucky for me, Jordan tattled. The only problem with Jordan's tattling is that he doesn't tell me until all the damage is already done because he's having so much fun watching (and participating too, I'm sure, but I'm blaming this one on Jarrett because he's been up to no good all morning). I tried getting a picture of Jarrett throwing a fit so you could see how sad he was that he got in trouble for being naughty, but by the time I got the camera ready, he was ready to smile and play again. And now I better go clean up the flood, which somehow came through the floor and drenched my laundry room floor in the basement. Love these boys. This is what happens when I try to update my blog!

